A couple of days ago, I LOST it on a group of boys fishing off a stinky bridge. They started shouting at me and Bob and eventually we responded in kind. We had gone shopping for Lebanese flat bread, tofu, pineapple and cauliflower and everywhere we went kids were calling us out. This is normal […]
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War Drums
I woke to the sound of war drums from a lovely dream about Jesse the Wonder Horse and a precocious young foal. Their relationship was exactly what you would expect between an elder and a youngster. The two were tethered by one long rope to a tall and sheltering tree. In my dream, I had […]
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Not Charming
I’m afraid my triweekly strolls through the pages of National Geographic are no longer the charming forays they once were. The color, patterns, street traffic, headpans, cook fires and livestock have become less of a novelty. The experience has become threadbare, if you will, allowing the grit and stench to show through. The rustle of […]
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Langa Langa
Bob and I along with Jay and Allison went to Ingrid’s for dinner last month. Mr. Justice, an older gentleman who drives for Eric transported us and waited with the car in Ingrid’s lush, park-like yard. We met Ingrid’s partner Tim, newly arrived from Zimbabwe with his teen aged daughter and her friend. The four of […]
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All the Comforts of Home
I have to say things have been really good in Kumasi-here lately. The power and water have been on 95% of the time. Ramadan is over so those long evenings of zombiesque Muslim moaning have subsided. The weather has been cool and dry with just enough rain to keep the dust down and green up […]